Silent Vows

Part 4

[Next morning]
The bright morning light pierced through the curtains, illuminating her face.

She stirred in her sleep, pulling the blanket over her head to block the light.

Moments later, the sound of the door knob turning signaled someone's arrival.

Reality quickly dawned on her, and she removed the blanket, her movements halting abruptly.

Jungkook emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and another in his hand, drying his hair.

Sensing the movement, he looked over to see YN staring at him, her mouth slightly open.

He chuckled softly, a smirk playing on his lips. YN, realizing she had been caught staring, dove back under the blanket, hiding in embarrassment.

"Oh my dear God, why embarrass me like this, especially in front of him!" she sighed, her heart racing. Just then, she heard Jungkook speak.

"Good morning... "She peeked out from under the blanket to see him standing there, buttoning his shirt.

YN cleared her throat and slowly emerged from the blanket, sitting up.

"Morning!" he smiled. "You woke up already? I thought you'd sleep more; you must be tired after yesterday."

She shook her head. "No, I'm fine."

He nodded. "Go freshen up. They're waiting for us downstairs."

She nodded, standing up and beginning to fix the bed. Jungkook smiled as he watched her, his gaze never leaving her.

The morning light fell on her, making her skin and hair shine in the dazzling sun rays.

A few strands of hair fell onto her face, causing her to sigh.

She tucked them back and straightened up, fixing the bed.

As she turned around, she saw Jungkook standing there, his gaze fixed on her. Their eyes met briefly before she looked away.

Lowering her gaze, she rushed towards the bathroom, her heart pounding in her chest. She closed the door and leaned against it, sighing.

Why does he look at me like that? Did I do something wrong?

She freshened up, changed, and got ready before exiting the bathroom.

As she walked out, she was startled to find Jungkook sitting on the bed, going through his phone.

Sensing her arrival, he glanced up and smiled, his hands resting on his thighs. YN cleared her throat. "You didn't go?"

He shook his head. "How could I?"

She frowned. “With your feet, obviously. No, YN, don't mess with him. He's a mafia; what if he gets angry?”

She smiled slightly and walked to the dresser, undoing her hair.

His gaze followed her movements, a grin spreading across his face.

Ignoring his gaze, Yn quickly tied her hair into a loose bun. Jungkook stood up and slowly approached her.

Yn saw him coming through the mirror but continued her tasks, her palms sweating from nervousness.

Why's he coming here? God, please spare me. Have some mercy. You know how terrified I am; I can't handle anything this early in the morning.

He stood before her, leaning forward slightly and tapping her shoulder, causing her to flinch. She turned to face him, her hands trembling slightly. "My watch..."